Theft Alert
Last Thursday around 2:30AM, my car was broken into right in front of my apartment. I was sleeping soundly when I hear a knock on my door and my roommate's voice asking if I drive a black Toyota. After I confirmed it was my car, she relayed that it was broken into. I rushed out of bed half awake, blind and freezing and headed towards my car to find a gaping hole in the passenger side window with broken glass surrounding it. I check inside my car to find my GPS, which I stupidly left out, had be taken.
My neighbor actually heard the glass breaking and rushed to the window to see the culprit in action and yelled "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" at him, which I assumed frightened him as he ran away right after. My neighbor and roommate ended up calling the cops at the exact same time and about 10 minutes from when I woke up the cops had arrived. As they were questioning my neighbor for a description, I saw a helicopter hovering over us and joked to my roommate that it was for me. I laughed at it and she replied that it actually was, which was when I gave her a dumbfounded look. Yes, that is right folks, they busted out the LA helicopter for my break in. After they got the description of the guy: white male, white t-shirt, baseball cap with blue lining, they relayed it to the helicopter flying above. After a few minutes, the helicopter found someone that matched the description and the cops raced off to investigate. A few minutes later they returned with no luck, it wasn't the guy or it was and he ditched the goods before they got there. They took down my information and said they will give me a call if anything turns up, which I doubt. I headed to bed and had a restless night of tossing and turning. I actually dreamt that I raced downstairs in time, chased down the guy and fought him. Wouldn't that be a sight to see?
I ended getting my window fixed on Saturday at this sketchy Mexican place south of where I live. Not the most professional place, but hey, it got the job done cheaply. With only a day away from being here for a month, I've fell victim like so many others. Was this LA's way of initiating me into the city? The answer clouds me, but all I can say is welcome to LA.
My neighbor actually heard the glass breaking and rushed to the window to see the culprit in action and yelled "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" at him, which I assumed frightened him as he ran away right after. My neighbor and roommate ended up calling the cops at the exact same time and about 10 minutes from when I woke up the cops had arrived. As they were questioning my neighbor for a description, I saw a helicopter hovering over us and joked to my roommate that it was for me. I laughed at it and she replied that it actually was, which was when I gave her a dumbfounded look. Yes, that is right folks, they busted out the LA helicopter for my break in. After they got the description of the guy: white male, white t-shirt, baseball cap with blue lining, they relayed it to the helicopter flying above. After a few minutes, the helicopter found someone that matched the description and the cops raced off to investigate. A few minutes later they returned with no luck, it wasn't the guy or it was and he ditched the goods before they got there. They took down my information and said they will give me a call if anything turns up, which I doubt. I headed to bed and had a restless night of tossing and turning. I actually dreamt that I raced downstairs in time, chased down the guy and fought him. Wouldn't that be a sight to see?
I ended getting my window fixed on Saturday at this sketchy Mexican place south of where I live. Not the most professional place, but hey, it got the job done cheaply. With only a day away from being here for a month, I've fell victim like so many others. Was this LA's way of initiating me into the city? The answer clouds me, but all I can say is welcome to LA.